No one expected Murong Qingxue to answer like this, but she did answer so, looking at the emperor and empress sitting on the top with a determined face.

The queen nodded, obviously admiring her, a woman, she has such courage and perseverance, she accepts what she likes, and accepts it so naturally, without a trace of hesitation. From her eyes, the queen saw her shadow back then, but she was far less determined than her.

It's just that a trace of regret suddenly flashed, after all, she hoped that she could marry her son, because she also saw the disappointment on Jiechen's face.

My Fair Lady, the gentleman is good, this is eternal, but the gentleman has the beauty of adults, not the evil of adults. Not to mention that beating the mandarin duck with a stick will make the relationship between himself and Dongfang Yunrui that he has not been able to repair with great difficulty deteriorate again, and then forcibly promise to be rationed to the dust, it will not only be painful for the three of them.

Therefore, she still decided to help Dongfang Yunrui, no matter what it was for, even if it was for the deceased queen, she had to speak. What's more, she knew that the two of them had the same heart, and the emperor had long been willing to fulfill it, so it was not as good as the beauty of adults.

"Your Majesty, it is rare for Yun Rui and Miss Murong to be in love, since this is the case, then it is better to marry Yun Rui. The queen sat upright, and the smile on her face made Murong Qingxue feel very kind and grateful.

Although Dongfang Yunrui didn't care about the opinions of others, the queen was so righteous and willing to fulfill her own wishes, so she also bowed her head to show her gratitude.

Qianlan's hand tightly twisted the silk handkerchief, her brows frowned, like a knot that could not be untied, even if she was very unwilling, but there was nothing she could do. She raised her eyes to look at Concubine Lin, although Concubine Lin was aware of her gaze. But he dodged it. After all, she didn't do what Qianlan asked for, otherwise, there would not be a scene in the hall today.

"Father, son, this is the only wish, I hope my father can fulfill it. Dongfang Yunrui pulled Murong Qingxue to kneel in front of the emperor and said what he had always wished. He looked at the emperor seriously. Looking forward to the marriage coming out of his mouth.

Murong Qingxue looked at him. His hand was held tightly by him, a kind of steadfastness and peace of mind, which made her fearless.

The emperor suddenly laughed. Brushing his beard, he raised his hand and motioned for the two of them to get up.

Dongfang Yunrui didn't understand what he meant, so he asked again: "Father?"

The emperor smiled: "Yun Rui." You haven't let your father worry about you since you were a child, and you've never asked your father for anything. In fact. When Haonan got married, his father had already planned for you, but you had a lonely temperament and never had a girl who caught your eye. Now. actually took the initiative to ask for marriage, which shows the status of Miss Murong in your heart. Since the two of you are in love, how can your father not be fulfilled?"

Dongfang Yunrui heard the emperor say this. When he was grateful, he prostrated and gave thanks. Murong Qingxue followed him and kowtowed. There was a sudden feeling in her heart, she could really marry Yun Rui.

She felt something unreal, and when she looked up, she looked around again, yes, it was true. She suddenly shook her head, her head suddenly became a little heavy, and she was supported by Dongfang Yunrui beside her.

"Qingxue, what's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?" Dongfang Yunrui saw that her eyes were suddenly a little dazed, and she seemed to be in some pain, and her heart lifted. He reached out and gently probed her forehead, and she smiled and took it.

"It's okay, it may feel too sudden, and I didn't react for a while, don't worry. She comforted him softly.

He nodded, helped her to her feet, and looked at her with a smile. The woman in front of her is finally going to be her own princess. He suddenly felt that the moment of time was no longer important to him, as long as she was by her side, it was as if she had the whole world.

The emperor looked at Li De and said, "The decree reads();. ”

Li De understood, stood still, took out the holy decree that had just been prepared, and read: "Fengtian carrier, the emperor's edict said." Murong Qingxue, the third lady of Murong Mansion, is gentle and virtuous, and she is well-read and knowledgeable, and she is married to King Rui today, and she is named the concubine of King Rui, and she will get married on a certain day, so she is admired!"

Dongfang Yunrui and Murong Qingxue both kowtowed to thank him, and their hands were tightly clasped together.

It's just that they didn't see that there were two people smiling fiercely, one smug and the other frustrated.

Yirong couldn't help it anymore, she had been worried since the beginning, she liked Murong Qingxue, and she also knew that she liked Dongfang Yunrui, so she had been looking forward to them finally becoming married.

Finally, the decree was over, and she couldn't hold back any longer, and ran to the two of them. With tears in her eyes but a smile on her face, she took Murong Qingxue's hand and said excitedly: "Qingxue, Qingxue, it's good, it's good!"

It seems that apart from these words, Yirong doesn't know what to say. Of course, Murong Qingxue understood her thoughts, she hugged her, and said softly, "Thank you, Yirong." ”

Yirong couldn't help it, tears fell, Murong Qingxue wiped away her tears, and her heart was moved. She understands that in this life, in addition to Dongfang Yunrui Li Lang Ling Pingyang, Yirong is also a person who is sincere to her.

"Okay, Yirong, today is a good day for the third brother's marriage, aren't you disappointed when you cry like this?" Dongfang Yunrui reached out and touched her hair, and spoke to her gently for the first time in his life.

Yi Rong was obviously stunned, is this still the indifferent and ruthless Rui Wangye? In his memory, since he was a child, he has always been lonely and arrogant, but now, he is so close to himself, Yi Rong couldn't believe it, rubbed his eyes, and settled down again. Seeing Murong Qingxue smiling at her, it was confirmed that it was her third brother.

Suddenly, I didn't know what to do for a while, or the queen was calling: "Yirong, Yun Rui is right, hurry back to your seat and sit down." ”

Yirong came back to his senses at this time, turned around three times in one step, and walked to the seat to sit, his eyes still on the two of them.

"Qingxue, we offer tea to our father and queen mother. There was already a palace maid serving tea, Dongfang Yunrui walked to the front of the seat with Murong Qingxue, he pulled her, cautiously, afraid that she would fall if she was not careful, this careful action had already provoked the envy of Qian Lan and the palace maid waiting on the side.

When the queen saw them coming, she had already taken it with a smile. Due to excitement, accidentally, the tea spilled on his body.

"Queen Mother, are you alright?" Dongfang Jiechen hurriedly asked.

The queen waved her hand, still smiling, and she said to the emperor: "The concubine is rude, so go back to the palace to change it, and the emperor and Concubine Lin will continue first." ”

The emperor nodded, and the queen walked outside the palace with Wen Qianyingying.

At this time, Ling Pingyang got up, walked to the front of the hall, and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, today is Dongfang's birthday, I have a congratulatory gift to give him, I don't know if this is the right time?"

The emperor was overjoyed: "Young Master Ling is a high disciple of the Medicine King Valley, and the congratulatory gift must be different. I was an eye-opener. ”

With the emperor's approval, Ling Pingyang rose into the air, caught the lotus flower thrown by Li Lang into the air, and the vitality in his palm, in an instant, dozens of lotus flowers that were blooming were suddenly turned into powder by the palm gas, and scattered to all corners, and suddenly a refreshing fragrance came, which was refreshing.

Ling Pingyang took out a wine jug and threw it into the air, and in the same way, his palm was vigorous, catching the overflowing lotus juice, no more, no less, just a small wine jug. (To be continued.) )